I realized myself today; Along bank,road, stone and clay, As the free birds fly, The wind whispers "do they really know their way". Beneath there wings, Unknowns the children play.
My hand lowers down, To feel the grass , that welcomes my feet; I see a blossom bloom besides new found beat. You have to understand, a crimson berry, can be sour but also sweet
I gaze upon the prints That lead me back to home, Slowly a chimney bellows that I am not alone; The canal water drifts away , but through my soul it will always stay where the darkness meets the light, and slowly fades away.
"You have to understand, a crimson berry,
can be sour but also sweet "
A lot to ponder in your words. I like the above lines a lot. Some questions we must answer by living and testing the water. I like the flow of thoughts and the strong ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
"You have to understand, a crimson berry,
can be sour but also sweet "
A lot to ponder in your words. I like the above lines a lot. Some questions we must answer by living and testing the water. I like the flow of thoughts and the strong ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
It's interesting. Throughout your poetry I feel what you're trying to say. I like to meditate on these and try and figure out what's really being said. I'll update you on that. Very pretty imagery, very dark and shadowy.
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11 Years Ago
This is my favorite type of poetry to write for a reader! I love the thoughts of another person thin.. read moreThis is my favorite type of poetry to write for a reader! I love the thoughts of another person thinking :)